I absolutely loved the weather here in Hawaii. Ever since we first vacationed here, I’d been infatuated, so as a birthday/Christmas present my husband bought us a vacation home in Hana. A small, remote town with very little traffic or tourists, it was like a dream come true.
Our vacation home was a large, round house with huge windows that opened up to let a breeze go right through the building. The solid wood interior gave it a sort of rustic, hut feel, but the expensive furniture and state-of-the-art kitchen made it feel like we were in a luxurious resort. In the bedroom was a king-sized bed with light, wispy sheets. The bathroom was also nice, but to be honest, I rarely used it since the house had an outdoor shower in the back yard. The weather was always perfect for a cool shower, and with the privacy of being so far out in the middle of nowhere, I took every opportunity to wash myself outside, enjoying the view of the island’s volcano as the water poured over me.
This was one such day. I was alone at the house, staying here while my husband was away on a business trip. Normally we traveled together, but I despised the cold and he was in Ontario, so we decided that rather than leave me alone in our boring normal house, I’d go out to Hana and enjoy a week in the sun by myself. While I did miss my husband, it was also nice to have the king sized bed all to myself and not half to deal with his constant need for sex. I loved him, but he was a horndog, and sometimes a girl just needs her space.
Waking up, I saw just how nice it was outside and knew today would be another day I would spend outside. Elated, I hopped out of bed and bounced to the bathroom to first wash my face.
Looking in the mirror, I couldn’t help but admit that I was partially to blame for my husband’s lovemaking nature. I had a beautiful angled face, with sharp features, cute freckles, and bright blue eyes. Splashing water on my face, I smiled as I looked at myself. “Time to seize the day, cutie!” I said as a mini pep talk. “I hope you’re ready for another day of rest and relaxation!” Grabbing a towel, I turned and walked outside.
As I stepped into the shower area and turned the knob, I noticed my towel was missing. I was sure I had grabbed one before I came outside, but as the water hit me, I figured today would be a day I just dried in the sun.
The water felt even better than usual. I closed my eyes as I fussed up my hair long red hair, trying to get it completely wet. Then, grabbing a bar of soap and a sponge, I started lathering up my body. As I ran a hand over my perky breasts, a soft moan escaped my lips. Did showering always feel this good? Or was it just something about the angle of the sun warming my body up as I simultaneously cooled down that was making me feel this way? A mischievous grin on my face, I spent a little extra time on my breasts, ass, and crotch.
Something about today almost felt… magical. I was thoroughly enjoying today’s shower when a voice yanked me out of my reverie.
“You seem to be having quite a good time there.”
I spun around quickly, startled and scared. I saw a man in a gaudy Hawaiian shirt and board shorts standing a little ways behind me, a smirk on his face, his eyes hidden behind a pair of sunglasses. His arms were crossed and he was tapping a foot, his flip-flop sandal bouncing as he did so. My hands quickly shot up to my breasts to cover them, then down to my crotch, then back to my breasts. I was confused, angry, and scared that some creep had walked onto my property and had been watching me shower for who knows how long.
“Who the fuck are you?” I shouted, trying to hide the fear I felt. “You need to leave, now, before I call the cops!”
To my dismay, he just chuckled. “Me? Well, I’m a tourist, can’t you tell? And don’t think about calling the cops. We both know that out here, their response time is about an hour. If I was going to hurt you, it would be over before a single officer was even halfway here. But don’t worry, I’m not here to hurt you.” His smirk turned into a smile as he took a step closer. “I’m just here to see the sights of beautiful Hana. And you are definitely a sight to behold!”
I could help but blush a little as he said that, but I was getting freaked out as he took another step towards me. Reaching back, I turned off the shower.
“What do you want?” I tried to sound intimidating, but every second this man was here was another second I became more terrified.
“Why, I’m just here to sightsee! There’s nothing wrong with that, is there?” As he said that, he tipped his sunglasses down. I noticed he had bright blue eyes just like me.
“Well, no, I guess not…” I mumbled, trying to make sense of everything. “But you still can’t be here! I’m naked and this is my property!”
“Your property?” The man seemed to balk at this. “My dear girl, this is MY property! I’m letting you stay here as a favor to your husband, remember?”
My head started to spin. Was what he was saying true? For some reason I’d always thought this vacation home was ours. But looking into the stranger’s eyes, I knew his words were true. This man was a friend of my husband’s, and he was letting me stay here while he was away.
“Still,” I snapped, “I’m naked! You can’t just sneak up on me like that, uh…”
“Avery,” said the man, “My name is Avery. And I don’t see why you’re upset. You like it when I watch you shower, don’t you?”
My head started spinning again. I liked it when Avery watched me shower? Well… Of course I did! I mean, I was married happily to my husband, but something about having Avery’s ice blue eyes on me just felt so good.
I lowered my hands and took a seductive pose. “You know I love it when you watch me, Avery, but next time let me know. You startled me!”
“I know, honey, but you never put on a show for me.” He was now five or six steps away. “I wanted to see you when you didn’t know I was watching.”
I was indignant with myself. I never put on a show for sweet, sweet Avery? How could I have been so selfish? I licked my lips as he took his sunglasses off completely. Looking into his eyes, I let one hand start to rub my crotch. “What kind of show would you like to see, Avery?”
His smile only widened. “How about you get on your knees and finger yourself for me, sweetcheeks?” I was mildly irritated that he refused to call me by my name, but I did love it when Avery watched me, and I wanted to put on a show for him, so I did what I was told.
Squatting, I let my fingers part my folds and moaned loudly as I started to fingerfuck myself. Looking into Avery’s eyes, I smiled again as I fingered my hungry snatch. This was so wrong, but I was absolutely loving it. Avery’s eyes seemed to drive my every desire. Soon I was bucking my hips, screaming as I came harder than I’d ever cum before.
“That’s a good girl,” said Avery as he put his sunglasses back on. He motioned with a hand and I crawled to him, kneeling at his feet. “Now why don’t you keep being a good girl for me?”
I knew exactly what he wanted. I started licking at his crotch through his shorts, a dumb animal for my master. Avery placed his hand on my head and I pulled his shorts down, his stiff cock springing out into my face.
Without hesitation, I started sucking it. It tasted so wonderful, so divine, and his precum was like candy to me. Keeping eye contact as best as I could through his sunglasses, I sucked and slurped eagerly. I kept thinking to myself how wrong this was, how I had a husband who loved me, but I kept rationalizing it. After all, if my hubby didn’t want this, then why would he have sent me to stay with a near stranger all by myself? Clearly he knew what would happen, right? So that meant that he wanted me to suck Avery’s cock and love every second of it, right?
I moaned as he stroked my hair. His hands were so controlling yet gentle. I knew the feelings I was developing were dangerous, but the way he stroked my cheeks and ears as he brushed my hair out of my eyes, I couldn’t help it.
Then, he pushed me off his cock. I sat there, panting, drool and precum dripping out of my mouth, my tongue lolling out helplessly. He smirked down at me.
“You’re such a nasty, slutty girl. You know that?”
I was confused. “Avery, why would you say something like that?”
Another smirk. “Because it’s true. I was using my mind control on you to make you do my bidding, but once my sunglasses were back on, you were no longer being controlled by my words. When I first showed up and saw you, I was just going to fuck you, make you like it, and then wipe your memory of the whole event. But I saw just how eager you were to please an absolute stranger, so I decided to see if you’d really just do what I said if you weren’t being controlled.”
I was shaking. Mind control? There’s no way that could be true! But as Avery slid his sunglasses down again, I felt him rewrite my memories back to normal. From the moment he asked me to keep being a good girl for him, I had been acting completely on my own. Nothing he had said had compelled me to blow him, or love every second of it.
I felt disgust rise. Disgust at Avery. Disgust at myself. I was revolted at what I had done. Shamefully, I cast my eyes downward, hoping this stranger would turn and leave me alone.
Instead, he reached a hand down and cupped my chin. Turning my head to face him, he ran a thumb over my lips.
“Poor lost girl,” he said, looking me in the eyes through his sunglasses, “you need guidance, don’t you?”
I could only nod as he continued to rub my lips. Was he really comforting me? This man who had taken so much from me already? But something about it was erotic. Something about giving in to my selfish, slutty desires burned within me.
“Tell me, who would you like to guide you?”
My head was spinning again, but this time I knew it wasn’t because of his powers. It was because I was confused, scared, and most of all, burning with slutty passion. Unable to for the words, I just opened my mouth and started sucking on his thumb.
“Good girl,” Avery cooed, letting my tongue do its work, “now let’s see just how much you’re going to give me.”
Taking me by my hand, he led me inside.
Motioning towards the bed, I sat down, and he sat down next to me.
“Well?” he inquired, “ready to get started?”
As an answer, I leaned in and kissed him, working my tongue into his mouth. I knew I wasn’t compelled to do this anymore by his mind control. I was compelled to do it because it was filthy, naughty, and fun.
Reaching a hand down, Avery squeezed my ass cheeks as we made out. We were liplocked for who knows how long, just enjoying each other’s embrace, when Avery pulled away.
“You’re such a good girl,” he said. “Now how about you take my shirt off, huh?”
Eagerly obeying, I tore his shirt off, then started kissing his chest. I let out a purr as he started to stroke my hair again.
“You have such beautiful hair, my good girl. Tell me, do you like it when I run my hands through it?”
I felt my heart flutter as he complimented me. Looking up, I nodded. “I love it when you do that. Please, don’t stop.”
He continued to smile as he pushed me down, his cock teasing my lips again. Without being prompted, I started to lick his tip.
“Mmm, you’re such a good girl for me. Such a good little slut.” His words were endearing to me somehow, and I kept licking. Soon, I had his entire length in my mouth, hungrily slobbering on it as I rolled my tongue around his shaft.
Avery kept stroking my hair, telling me how much of a good girl I was being. Each time he said it, I felt my heart become his, but there was something missing…
A feeling of horror, excitement, and lust washed over me as I realized what it was. Pulling off, I looked up at him.
“Avery,” I said slowly, trying to voice what I wanted, what I needed, “take off your sunglasses. I want you to…”
No, I couldn’t do this, this was insane, if I asked for it then-
“Want me to do what, my good girl?”
It just spilled out of me. “Take off your glasses and look me in the eyes as you degrade me. I want you to degrade me, Avery! Rot my mind with your filthy words!”
I’d never wanted something so bad in my life. I had no clue what’d come over me, but I needed it. Something had been awakened inside of me and I never wanted to put it back in.
Doing his signature smirk, Avery lowered his sunglasses again. Then he tossed them to the side. His perfect blue eyes seemed to draw me in.
“As you wish, you dumb whore.”
———
I never bothered to learn this skank’s name. Not like it mattered. I had her on her hands and knees, plowing her from behind, one hand on her ass and the other under her chin, forcing her to look up and back at me, my thumb in her mouth as I reprogrammed her.
“You’re such a filthy, cum-addicted bitch. You love this. You love me. But more than anything, you love bareback sex and you don’t care who you do it with. Isn’t that right?” The slutty little redhead just nodded as I fucked her in her own vacation home, in her own bed, and put new truths in her mind.
“Now, do you think a little cumrag like you needs to think?” I loved asking her questions like this, because they were sure to shut down her brain. Sure enough, she just dumbly gargled on her spit as she tried to figure out how to answer my question without thinking.
“The answer is no, you stupid hooker. Now where did you go to school?”
I could barely make out her garbled words, pleasure, saliva, and my thumb making it extremely difficult to talk. Honestly, it didn’t matter what she said, because…
“Well, you didn’t go to school at MIT. You were too stupid to get in. Not like you wanted to go, huh? You spent all your time sucking cock in the boy’s locker room, dropped out of high school, and married a man for his money like the gold digging little slutbag you are. Isn’t that right?”
She just nodded as I made her brain turn to mush. I was thoroughly enjoying this.
“Now, let’s see, I bet your IQ is around 140… But that’s not right, is it? You’re just a dumb fucktoy. I mean look at you! You’re letting a total stranger rewrite your whole life, and for what, the brief moment of ecstasy you’ll feel? Hah, you’re not very smart at all, are you?”
She just shook her head as I continued to fuck her. She was absolutely hooked, totally mine, and I didn’t need to program her mind for her to know it.
“Then let’s see? How does 130 sound? No? 120? No again? 110? 100? 90? 80? 70? No? Wow, you’re that dumb? I mean, if you’re that dumb, then I guess that makes you…”
I couldn’t help but keep smirking. This was just too good. Who would’ve thought my little vacation looking for some island strange to smash would’ve turned out like this? When I had run into that weird guy who was offering to sell me “magic crystals”, I hadn’t believed it, but when he did a demonstration at the bar, I decided 150 bucks wasn’t too much to spend on a novelty item. Part of me was sure it had been some kind of scam, but when I tried them out, I realized that they worked like a charm. I didn’t have mind control powers at all; putting these crystals in somebody’s drink, you could control them for a short while. The amount that I had put in her rain tank, however, was enough to guarantee me hours of fun. Her brain had done the rest, filling in the gaps to make sense of why she was acting so strange. And how I had her, mind, body, and soul.
“… that makes you a dumb little doggy, doesn’t it? You’re a dumb little doggy for master?” She barked in agreement as her brain continued to shatter. “Then cum for master, you dumb bitch. Cum on master’s cock to let him know he owns you!”
As she came hard, I came too, shooting my load deep into her womb. As I pulled out, she turned around and started licking my cock clean.
I petted her head. “Good puppy. You’re such a good girl.” As my ecstasy started to wear off, I realized that I had no clue if the intensity of what I had done was going to be permanent. Not only did I give her a huge dose, but I had really screwed with her mind. Looking at the slutty little animal licking my crotch, I sighed. It looked like I had accidentally gotten a new pet. I made a mental note to go to town to grab a leash and collar the next day, then pushed her on her back to begin round two.
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